Meeting His Bandmates (Corbyn)

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You're cleaning the living room since Corbyn and you had watched The Office earlier and had a very messy popcorn fight.

"What's that?" you ask yourself softly and squat down to see Corbyn's sunglasses lying on the floor.

You turn off the vacuum and then pick up the sunglasses, knowing that Corbyn may need them for tomorrow since right now it was dark.

He does have more sunglasses, you point out in your mind.

You decide to take them to him anyways, knowing that it's just better to return them to him as soon as possible.

Unplugging the vacuum, your keys jingle as you take them from the table and make your way to his home.

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You ring the doorbell, hoping that you wouldn't be waking anyone up since you did text Corbyn that you were coming to return the sunglasses.

The door swings open, a tall boy grinning at you.

Jonah, you think to yourself, your memory coming to play.

Jonah ushers you in with a welcoming grin, "y/n! Come in!"

"Hi, Jonah. I hope I didn't wake you up or anything-I texted Corbyn I'd be dropping these off." you explain and hold up the sunglasses.

"No reason to worry, y/n. He told us, so we locked him in a room." Jonah gives you an innocent grin while swiftly taking the sunglasses from your hands.

You furrow your eyebrows, confused from his sudden confession, "Oh?"

"HEY, Y/N!"

You turn in surprise and see a younger looking boy-Zach!

"Hi, Zach." you greet him with a smile.

Zach reads your confused expression and explains, "Don't worry about Corbyn, we just want to ask you some questions... you know, without his supervision."

You chuckle and ask, "What type of government questions are you guys going to ask me?"

"WHAT?! Y/N IS HERE?!"

You turn once more and see a boy with curly hair with another boy, both of them sharing confused expressions.

Daniel and Jack.

They rush down to meet you, their eyes wide.

"y/n-you drive quickly." Jack laughs.

Your phone begins to buzz and you take it out, having a feeling it's Corbyn.

Corbean
Y/N THEY LOCKED ME IN A ROOM!!!

Corbean
THEY MAY ASK YOU MANY QUESTIONS AND IM SORRRYYY

Corbean
THEYRE KINDA OVERPROTECTIVE

Corbean
BUT SORRY

Corbean
I HOPE YOU LOVE THEM

Corbean
IM KINDA HUNGRY THOUGH

You laugh as you finish reading his text messages.

"So how do you feel about Corbyn?" Jack asks you, wiggling his eyebrows.

You frown and decide to mess with them light heartedly, "Worst guy I've ever met."

They all gasp, but understand your sarcasm which you're thankful for.

"He's really great, I can't believe I met someone like him." you answer with a serious tone.

"Do you really prefer him over my noodles though?!" Jack asks you, messing with his hair.

"Corbyn may not have noodles, but I don't like him any less." you chuckle, and your answer makes Jack smile.

"See, not even y/n likes them." Jonah sighs, elbowing Jack.

"She'd date me if she wasn't with Corbyn." Jack nods then looks at you, "Right?"

"DON'T ASK HER THAT!"

You hear Corbyn's voice boom through the house and you laugh.

"You guys are such a great family-I love it." you chuckle, taking a seat on the couch.

"Don't you want to unlock your boyfriend from the room?" Daniel asks you as the rest of the boys take a seat on the couch as well.

Your eyebrows furrow as you ask, "I'd get the key if I asked for it?"

"PROBABLY NOT!"

Corbyn's voice is heard from far away and the boys nod in agreement, "Yeah probably not."

"But," Jonah speaks up, "Since you are Corbyn's girlfriend and we like you-we'll give you they key."

Jonah hands you the key and you get up to grab it, blissful from finally meeting the boys.

You take the key from Jonah's hand, "I couldn't have imagined a better way to have met you all. No sarcasm, I'm serious."

The four boys give you a warm smile, which makes you feel welcomed and comfortable.

"We're happy Corbyn found someone like you."

"Thank you."

You begin to make your way upstairs, the key in your hand.

"We're starting a game of Gold Fish once you both get down here!" you hear Jack's voice inform you and you response, "Got it!"

You spot the only closed door with a lock and you make your way to it, then unlock it.

Opening the door, you see Corbyn with wide eyes and a thankful smile.

"Let's go kick butt at Goldfish."

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